Why I'll never be wealthy and always be well

Everyday I greet the afternoon

with a hearty "Good morning"

and sing in the face of def-

 

initely the most of infinity

my finity can handle, the summer sun.

Reviews

[Brad Dehler]

Wagering the finity. Very good, i appreciate your wording, creative work my friend.

[Robert Haigh]

The transition from the third line to the fourth made me smile! A witty and enjoyable poem!

[Red Brick Keshner]

Sounds like a non-morning person. This is an amazing resumé, and the best part of it is remaining well in spite of what it may or may not bring. Loved it. Thanks for sharing.

[Libby McKeown]

With this I can face the day.

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. greet on ... shine on ... more glory to you ... this is awe-inspiring ... sculpted with amazing precision in poetry and philosophy ... very consuming ...

[Alice]

This is so so clever and gorgeous.

[Ed Hart]

clever, and in your face

[Emily B]

and sing and sing and sing

finity always slips through my fingers